Feng Chengyuan was speechless.
The soldiers of the Seventh Legion who had the opportunity to meet Feng Chengyuan in the afternoon discovered something.
The Admiral, who had a smile on his face and looked in a very good mood in the morning, seemed like a different person in the afternoon. He was shrouded in a layer of gloom, and was extremely strict when training them, especially during the mecha combat guidance training. Those who were lucky enough to be selected all experienced what hell was like.
Every time someone ends, I cry bitterly, feeling that I am finally alive.
This went on until the evening. When Feng Chengyuan finished his day's work and returned home, it was already very late.
I was in a bad mood, but I couldn't be angry with Yun Miao, so I could only be angry at myself silently.
After all, it was all my own fault, who else can I blame?
But when he entered the gate, he saw Yun Miao walking towards him with a smile, and he suddenly felt as if his depressed mood was dispelled by the sunshine.
"You're finally back. I thought I'd have to wait a while, but the timing is perfect."
Yun Miao took Feng Chengyuan's hand and took him to the sunroom on the third floor.
Just when Feng Chengyuan was wondering why he came here, he saw Yun Miao open the door sideways. Then, in the dark room, as if a switch was turned on, dots of fluorescent light flew up in the specially decorated room.
Feng Chengyuan walked into the room with a look of surprise, and saw that there were countless roses in the room, of various colors, in full bloom.
Butler Wu stood in the middle of the room holding a large box, waiting with a smile. When he saw Yun Miao pulling Feng Chengyuan in, the smile on his face became more sincere.
"This is……"
Feng Chengyuan was puzzled.
Yun Miao smiled brightly and said, "Happy birthday, General!"
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